Thursday, March 12, 2009

wishing

mining the deep well
of melancholy
descent twined in things
that once were
once hoped for
now mourned
& untouchable
returned cup of dark water
gulped without pause
leaves aftertaste of longing.

2 comments:

Beth P. said...

ah, yes!

paisley said...

cup of dark water
gulped without pause
leaves aftertaste of longing.

you have captured the melancholic haze perfectly in this line...